I didn't like bloody lying to my wicked plum, but hey, evil here, I could lie with the sodding best of them.
"I feel divine, my pet. I feel like this whole bloody ship is ours for the taking. I feel like all of America is bloody ours for the taken. I feel like little miss slayer Sunnydale is in big bloody trouble when she has to face the big bad!"
Okay, I really bloody did feel that way about the last part, but as for what we had just did to the little bird, I didn't feel warm inside. I felt a bone chilling cold, colder then my sodding normal body temperature and I didn't like it. I was evil, the most wicked in all of the sodding lands, and I was that way because of my Drusilla, who erased my mediocrity and made me what I BLOODY WAS.
It was time to feel that once more, and not feel bad about the little bit, Lucy, who I had just dumped overboard.
Yes. That was the Spike that I wanted to hear. He was the epitome of evil. I held him like a small child. Letting him explore my naked body. The night was ours and stars sang to me, telling me that Sunnydale was near. I was excited. I could still smell Lucy on my Spike’s skin and it excited me.
I felt like a bath. To play with the water and smell like myself again even though I did love the smell of Lucy, I wanted it to linger just for a little bit. Hers was a sweet, sweet fragrance. But sort of missed the way I smelled.
I kissed him again. How I loved my Spike kisses, they were full of evil, passion and desire. I caressed his back as I kissed him. Pulling away I licked my lips savoring his kiss.
He was always so wicked, and this time he had been his most wickedest, making Lucy bleed like that. It made me giggle.
I wanted to play more with my Spike, but I also wanted to know what else he had in mind.
“What kind of games would you like to play now precious?” I asked him.
I looked up at her. "Well, my pet, I would bloody like to start with a nice shower or possibly a jacuzzi. This bloody ship has to have one somewhere."
I wanted and needed to wipe the scent of Lucy off of me. I had never had this bloody feeling before, but I didn't like it. Maybe I needed another sodding victim. Maybe the blood of some ponce would make me feel better.
"What do you say, love? Want to find a jacuzzi and make with the bubbly fun and then do some other naughty bits after?"
She smiled that devious, lovely bloody smile and I already felt like my old self again.
I left my bleeding wallet in the nightstand next to the bed and followed her, as she pulled me by the hand, out of the room.
I remembered seeing a Jacuzzi right before we ate the couple the night before. I pulled my Spike towards it. It was a nice and private little place, one of many in this ship.
Spike began to prepare the bath for us and I was happier than a girl vampire could be. I loved the bubbles, and the sound of the running water.
Finally it was ready and its sight delighted me. I smiled at Spike and he lifted me up and put me down into the warm water. I began to play with the bubbles pulling them towards me.
I noticed Spike staring at me, laughing a bit and I stretched out my arms and beckoned him to come join me.
I stripped out of my bloody clothes and down to my bare, cold skin, and smelled Lucy all over me.
Before she could even ask, I picked her up in the air, twirled her and bloody had us both in the steaming bath before she could even kiss me.
But kiss me she bloody well did, and it was the sweetest kiss, tinged with the slighest of purrs from my wicked plum.
I splashed the bubbles around her, covering her back, and then moving around to her front and cupping her breasts, covering her with the sweet cleanness of the bubbles.
I kissed her on the neck. "This is bloody heaven, my lamb. Well, except for the taste of bubbles in my mouth."
She giggled and kissed me to get a taste for herself.
"Anything and everything is on the bloody docket, pet, although I would say that a midnight swim in the bleeding ocean is out."
She cooed, as I entered her from behind and pulled her into me. She moaned and felt bloody amazing on top of me when mixed with the bubbly warm bloody jet-propelled water.
"I do think, pet, that we should cut down on the bloody body count, that is until we get to sure of course. I don't fancy another lynch mob getting anywhere near my pet again."
I raised her up and down on top of me, biting my upper lift from the wonderful effort.
"Okay my baby, mommy will behave herself," I said with a pout. I knew my Spike was right. I didn't want another mob. They were pesky and bothersome.
"I'll be a good little vampire girl for now. But I want to paint the town red when once I get better in Sunnydale." I said as he slid in and out of me.
I moaned loudly. Waving my hands in the water. My Spike was strong; he lifted me up and down effortlessly. The bubbles tickling my breasts with their bubbly soapy scent. I tilted my head back, letting it rest on him, letting him move my body this way and that way.
How I loved making love to my Spike. It was always fun and exciting. I couldn’t smell Lucy anymore; there was only the clean smell of the bubbles surrounding us. I purred, I purred and I moaned with delight, wishing that this feeling would never end.
A bloke could easily fall asleep like this. His pet on his jock, the water bubbling up into the back. Quite relaxing, really, except for the fact that all of my blood was rushing somewhere else.
I turned her over and let her feel the wonderful jets against her bare back, as I entered her from the front, hear moans and coos of delight were something that I completely bloody understood, just having been up against the plumes of water with her on top of me a bloody minute ago.
I moved in and kissed her. "You know, my pet," I whispered, "when we get to America and bloody Sunnydale, we really have to find a sodding mausoleum with a bubble bath and jacuzzi feature."
She was crazy, and looked at me as if I was. "I plowed her deeply t pay her back for her look.
The bubbles on my back tickled me in all the right places. I arched my back in delight and curled my toes. I could do this all day if I wanted to.
"You know, my pet, when we get to America and bloody Sunnydale, we really have to find a sodding mausoleum with a bubble bath and jacuzzi feature."
My Spike was just crazy. Everyone that that I was, but he was the one with the crazy ideas. A mausoleum with a jacuzzi. How the thought tickled my head.
He went into me deeper, making me scream with delight. His powerful thrusts digging deeper and deeper into me and the jet tickling my back with their warm bubbly pleasure.
As I worked within her, a man and his lady, a little older, not as bloody old as we were, but still late Fifties came upon us, all scantily clad.
He told me that we shouldn't be doing that in here.
"What do you do in the bloody jacuzzi with your bird, old ponce, knit booties?"
Drusilla laughed as he looked at me with hateful bloody eyes. I didn't want to kill any one else, but this ponce was just pushing me far enough to where I was sodding about to.
"Could the two of you bloody well get out of there?"
I looked AT Dru, then smiled and got up bare-assed facing he and his lady. I could tell that the old bat had never seen anything so bloody appetizing and I watched as she blushed.
"Why don't you come back when we are done, ponce?"
He rambled off talking about telling the captain. "Well we could kill him," I said and looked at Dru, who I knew wanted that. "We should go back to the room, love."
I helped her out and gave her a towel, as she studied my naked body and handed me one.
All my fun had been interrupted by a couple of old raisins. We should have eaten them right on the spot. I should have stabbed out their eyes with my fingers.
As we made our way back to the room I noticed there was still bubbly soap left on my Spike's body and I began to play with it, spreading it all over, making it dissipate throughout.
"I didn't like the old man and woman," I said pouting a bit. "They spoiled my warm bubble soapy fun."
I walked towards the window and looked out, the night was black and pregnant with stars. I let the towel fall to the floor and danced my way up to Spike, letting him admire my body. I could feel my nipples getting hard from the small draft entering the room, and it felt wonderfully wonderful.
I began to feel concerned that some of the other bloody passengers were goign to study my wicked plum's body and the jealousy was sodding there.
I picked her towel back up. "Let's go back to the room, my love, so that I can get a real good look at your beauty."
She seemed disappointed, but knew how protective of her that I was, and how I had a jealousy streak that could have me killing half of the bloody ship if I caught them pulling the peeping tom routine. A mass slaughter would be dangerous for my love.
I picked her up, and kissed her, and then bent down with her in my arms and picked up our clothes, before carrying her back to the room.
I decided that I didn't like ships any more. They were definitely not much fun. They felt like cages. And I felt like a humming bird all locked up in a cage and my key had been swallowed by a great big gray cat, with long whiskers and yellow eyes. And my cage, my little giant metal cage was floating in a vast tub of water never touching the sides, never going anywhere fun.
Very, very annoying.
I licked my Spike's ear and cooed sweet nothings. He held me in his arms and carried us all the way back to our room.
Once we got in, he locked the door behind him, and just like two newlyweds we kissed deeply and passionately, his hands exploring my clean naked body in all the right places.
"Can we be naughty now?" I asked wrapping my arms around him and letting my fingers caress the back of his neck lightly.
"I feel divine, my pet. I feel like this whole bloody ship is ours for the taking. I feel like all of America is bloody ours for the taken. I feel like little miss slayer Sunnydale is in big bloody trouble when she has to face the big bad!"
Okay, I really bloody did feel that way about the last part, but as for what we had just did to the little bird, I didn't feel warm inside. I felt a bone chilling cold, colder then my sodding normal body temperature and I didn't like it. I was evil, the most wicked in all of the sodding lands, and I was that way because of my Drusilla, who erased my mediocrity and made me what I BLOODY WAS.
It was time to feel that once more, and not feel bad about the little bit, Lucy, who I had just dumped overboard.
I nestled up against my lamb, and embraced her.
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I felt like a bath. To play with the water and smell like myself again even though I did love the smell of Lucy, I wanted it to linger just for a little bit. Hers was a sweet, sweet fragrance. But sort of missed the way I smelled.
I kissed him again. How I loved my Spike kisses, they were full of evil, passion and desire. I caressed his back as I kissed him. Pulling away I licked my lips savoring his kiss.
He was always so wicked, and this time he had been his most wickedest, making Lucy bleed like that. It made me giggle.
I wanted to play more with my Spike, but I also wanted to know what else he had in mind.
“What kind of games would you like to play now precious?” I asked him.
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I wanted and needed to wipe the scent of Lucy off of me. I had never had this bloody feeling before, but I didn't like it. Maybe I needed another sodding victim. Maybe the blood of some ponce would make me feel better.
"What do you say, love? Want to find a jacuzzi and make with the bubbly fun and then do some other naughty bits after?"
She smiled that devious, lovely bloody smile and I already felt like my old self again.
I left my bleeding wallet in the nightstand next to the bed and followed her, as she pulled me by the hand, out of the room.
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Spike began to prepare the bath for us and I was happier than a girl vampire could be. I loved the bubbles, and the sound of the running water.
Finally it was ready and its sight delighted me. I smiled at Spike and he lifted me up and put me down into the warm water. I began to play with the bubbles pulling them towards me.
I noticed Spike staring at me, laughing a bit and I stretched out my arms and beckoned him to come join me.
“Will you join mommy for some soapy fun?”
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Before she could even ask, I picked her up in the air, twirled her and bloody had us both in the steaming bath before she could even kiss me.
But kiss me she bloody well did, and it was the sweetest kiss, tinged with the slighest of purrs from my wicked plum.
I splashed the bubbles around her, covering her back, and then moving around to her front and cupping her breasts, covering her with the sweet cleanness of the bubbles.
I kissed her on the neck. "This is bloody heaven, my lamb. Well, except for the taste of bubbles in my mouth."
She giggled and kissed me to get a taste for herself.
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I kissed him deeply and he was really yummy, but just like he said, the bubbles did taste funny.
"You do taste all soapy and bubbly, but I like it." I said playfully.
I caressed his dick with hands playfully inviting him inside of me. I licked his ear and cooed and purred like a small kitten.
"So what else does my Spike have in stored for me before the night is over?" I asked.
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She cooed, as I entered her from behind and pulled her into me. She moaned and felt bloody amazing on top of me when mixed with the bubbly warm bloody jet-propelled water.
"I do think, pet, that we should cut down on the bloody body count, that is until we get to sure of course. I don't fancy another lynch mob getting anywhere near my pet again."
I raised her up and down on top of me, biting my upper lift from the wonderful effort.
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knew my Spike was right. I didn't want another mob. They were pesky and bothersome.
"I'll be a good little vampire girl for now. But I want to paint the town red when once I get better in Sunnydale." I said as he slid in and out of me.
I moaned loudly. Waving my hands in the water. My Spike was strong; he lifted me up and down effortlessly. The bubbles tickling my breasts with their bubbly soapy scent. I tilted my head back, letting it rest on him, letting him move my body this way and that way.
How I loved making love to my Spike. It was always fun and exciting. I couldn’t smell Lucy anymore; there was only the clean smell of the bubbles surrounding us. I purred, I purred and I moaned with delight, wishing that this feeling would never end.
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I turned her over and let her feel the wonderful jets against her bare back, as I entered her from the front, hear moans and coos of delight were something that I completely bloody understood, just having been up against the plumes of water with her on top of me a bloody minute ago.
I moved in and kissed her. "You know, my pet," I whispered, "when we get to America and bloody Sunnydale, we really have to find a sodding mausoleum with a bubble bath and jacuzzi feature."
She was crazy, and looked at me as if I was. "I plowed her deeply t pay her back for her look.
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"You know, my pet, when we get to America and bloody Sunnydale, we really have to find a sodding mausoleum with a bubble bath and jacuzzi feature."
My Spike was just crazy. Everyone that that I was, but he was the one with the crazy ideas. A mausoleum with a jacuzzi. How the thought tickled my head.
He went into me deeper, making me scream with delight. His powerful thrusts digging deeper and deeper into me and the jet tickling my back with their warm bubbly pleasure.
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He told me that we shouldn't be doing that in here.
"What do you do in the bloody jacuzzi with your bird, old ponce, knit booties?"
Drusilla laughed as he looked at me with hateful bloody eyes. I didn't want to kill any one else, but this ponce was just pushing me far enough to where I was sodding about to.
"Could the two of you bloody well get out of there?"
I looked AT Dru, then smiled and got up bare-assed facing he and his lady. I could tell that the old bat had never seen anything so bloody appetizing and I watched as she blushed.
"Why don't you come back when we are done, ponce?"
He rambled off talking about telling the captain. "Well we could kill him," I said and looked at Dru, who I knew wanted that. "We should go back to the room, love."
I helped her out and gave her a towel, as she studied my naked body and handed me one.
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As we made our way back to the room I noticed there was still bubbly soap left on my Spike's body and I began to play with it, spreading it all over, making it dissipate throughout.
"I didn't like the old man and woman," I said pouting a bit. "They spoiled my warm bubble soapy fun."
I walked towards the window and looked out, the night was black and pregnant with stars. I let the towel fall to the floor and danced my way up to Spike, letting him admire my body. I could feel my nipples getting hard from the small draft entering the room, and it felt wonderfully wonderful.
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I picked her towel back up. "Let's go back to the room, my love, so that I can get a real good look at your beauty."
She seemed disappointed, but knew how protective of her that I was, and how I had a jealousy streak that could have me killing half of the bloody ship if I caught them pulling the peeping tom routine. A mass slaughter would be dangerous for my love.
I picked her up, and kissed her, and then bent down with her in my arms and picked up our clothes, before carrying her back to the room.
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Very, very annoying.
I licked my Spike's ear and cooed sweet nothings. He held me in his arms and carried us all the way back to our room.
Once we got in, he locked the door behind him, and just like two newlyweds we kissed deeply and passionately, his hands exploring my clean naked body in all the right places.
"Can we be naughty now?" I asked wrapping my arms around him and letting my fingers caress the back of his neck lightly.
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